The 90th floor of Erebus's Vault, the Abyss of Unwritten Souls, was named as such due to the nature of the prisoners kept there. All of them, without exception, were heinous criminals to whom bestowing death felt more like a blessing than a punishment.
They were trash who didn't even deserve a grave with their names written on it. And Aster was just about to take their lives for the sake of increasing his level.
"Phew..."
Although he had already made up his mind to go through with this, it wasn't like the hesitation would magically fade. His mind raced, his heart beating like drums, as he waited in the middle of the prison floor.
Sweat dripped down his face, not only from the sweltering heat but also from his taut nerves.
"Nervous?"
Magnus, who was a step behind him, asked with a teasing smile.
"Well, as long as you do what you're told, there's nothing to fear. Just bring down your sword, cut off their heads, and we're out of here!"
